Mooch was poking around in our motel room last weekend when she announced:
Hey, here’s a book about a girl named Holly Bibble!
I looked over to see her holding up the bible she’d fished out of the bedside table. The Holy Bible. She still has no idea what we found so funny.
I guess it’s time to think about Hebrew School.
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Yeah, I’m voting for a Hebrew School crash course at this point!
Daughter 2 tells people that we don’t have any HOLY Bibles in the house. Since we live in the buckle of the Bible belt, we get a lot of unsolicited prayers and judgemental looks.
@ Anna: I was actually a bit worried about your reaction to this post… There’s still no excuse for her not recognizing the words, but embarrassment causes me to add that Hebrew school typically starts in 2nd grade. So we might not need crash course.
@ Heather: I grew up with no bible in the house, but we did have a well-thumbed copy of The Origin of Species.
I love that! I sent the twins to a local church’s (free) bible camp last week. A neighbor who goes there invited them and I thought, “why not?” I mean what harm would it do them to hear bible stories and do some related crafts. Did I mention it was free?
When Eleanor asked me, “is it Bible or Vible, mom?” I felt the stinging shame of raising heathen children who have no idea what a bible is. And don’t get me started on the Jesus questions, “did you know that he DIED for us???” Chris is Catholic – so I’m deferring to his preferred Church, but it may be time to get organized about this!
@ Kate: Bible or Vible; now, that makes me feel a little bit better, frankly. Can we send them to An Inch of Gray camp for a week? Anna? What do you say?
Gee, Kablooey, next thing you’ll be telling us is that she hasn’t even heard of Lord of the Rings.
Yeesh.
Kidding! Don’t worry. “… there is a season, turn, turn, turn….”
So her season is about to begin.
It’s all good.